5 thoughts on “Ion Corcos – three poems”

Wonderful, emotive poems, Ion! I love so many of the lines! I love your description of your father’s hair “trained to cover lattice with flowers” and how it connects so beautifully with the last line “and beside him, his flowered wife.” I can really feel Greece in this poem. Other favourites I found are in your third poem: “night slams and knocks the seaweed mist and sky”, “to see the noise wandering out late” and “the cemetery overgrown with plastic flowers”. Beautiful!